Chapter 482: The Hunchbacked Old Man
Early in the morning, Yan Bugui packed a small package, got on an ox cart with the recruits from nine other small villages, and rushed to Wanhu Village, thirty miles away. On the ox cart, the laughter and laughter of the recruits were one after another, and their mood was like the morning sun in the sky, one bright and bright.
Only Yan Bugui sat on the wheel, smiling and turning around and waving to Beqi and Su Qin.
Don't beg to wave your arms and greet Yan Bugui with a smile.
Su Qin put his hands in his sleeves, squatting on a stone on the side of the road like an old farmer in the countryside, staring blankly at the rising sun that was spraying up. After a long time, he let out a long sigh: "This trip is dangerous. This kid, don't be targeted by the people of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance you mentioned, otherwise he won't be able to die with a hundred lives!"
Don't beg and said in a deep voice: "Only when there is a great danger can there be a great opportunity, where in the world is there such a good thing as easy and peaceful?"
Tightening the bandage on the broken arm, Beqi said indifferently: "I'm leaving, go to find my glimmer of chance." ”
Su Qin stood up and muttered with a crooked mouth: "The old man is also leaving, walking around, you have to keep an eye on everywhere, the dolls are so easy to come here, the old man is the chief dispatcher, and he always has to take care of one or two from time to time." Tsk, the old man still doesn't believe it, the old man doesn't have a copper plate on him, so he can't mix the glory and wealth from this ancient continent!"
Smug his tongue, Su Qin sneered: "Three-inch tongue, I'm Su Qin, hum!"
Holding his head high proudly, Su Qin put his hands behind his back and swayed towards the south, where in several villages thousands of miles away, there was also a patrol division of Yan Bugui's patrol. The morning breeze gently blew through Su Qin's body, and his tattered linen clothes flipped over and over, like the wings of a black crow that had been burned bald.
Don't beg to glance at Su Qin, he said in a deep voice: "You have to be careful, here, it's not very peaceful! I hope you can live until three years later!"
Su Qin's figure condensed slightly, and then he nodded, and he didn't look back at Bei Qi, a little under his feet, and his figure suddenly rushed out more than ten miles away.
Smiling slightly, Beg looked up at the rising sun and walked slowly towards the north. He walked slowly, but he could take dozens of feet with each step. The earth slid swiftly under his feet, and in a short time Beg had driven thousands of miles away. With Zhongning City as the coordinates, don't beg carefully avoid the cities and villages along the way, and go all the way to the direction of the bottomless abyss in Beiming.
Walking and traveling, the territory of the Pangu Continent is vast and boundless, and with the escape technique of not begging, he traveled all the way for more than two months, and only half of the journey was completed. After crossing a desert full of bottomless quicksand, Beg found a grassland with abundant water and grass and paused his footsteps.
Sitting lazily against a big rock, don't beg on the side of a big road, quietly watching the people coming and going on this avenue that runs through the entire grassland. The Terran's ability to reproduce is extremely strong, and the Pangea Continent is expanding at any time, but the Terrans seem to have filled the entire Pangea Continent, at least until now, except for those Jedi who cannot survive, Beg has not found a place where there are no human beings.
This grassland has a radius of more than 100,000 miles, and this avenue is tens of thousands of miles long. On both sides of the avenue, towns and villages are densely packed, and countless caravans and pedestrians are passing through this avenue. Beg lay on the side of the road, while pranayama to restore the true essence in the body, while admiring the faces of pedestrians on the road.
Their joys and sorrows, their every move, their words and deeds. These human beings are humble and small, and they have no great power, but they are thriving and expanding their race in this magical land. Don't beg on these people, and feel a huge vitality that is faintly in line with the way of heaven and earth.
Bei Qi sat on the side of the avenue for three days and three nights, when he fell into a state of meditation and realized this huge vitality hidden in the mortal body, Bei Qi suddenly felt that the earth under his feet shook, Pangea Continent was like a living person, this vibration was his heartbeat, the mighty and boundless, so that Bei Qi felt that the terrifying huge vitality was released from the underground of Pangea Continent and filled the surroundings.
This anger has always existed, but when Beg sensed the infinite vitality in those mortals, he suddenly saw this purple vitality rising from the ground and permeating the surroundings. This purple sè vitality covered the entire Pangea Continent, and merged with the starlight jīng qi sprinkled by the stars in the sky, turning into a piece of Xuanhuang qi between heaven and earth, and it was hazy and hazy, and I didn't know how large the area was.
The dull sound of his heartbeat kept ringing in Beggar's ears, and gradually, his heart began to beat with the sound of this heartbeat.
Zi Sè was angry and integrated into Beqi's body, the itchy and crispy feeling came, and the serious injury that Beqi deliberately ignored healed quickly, but it was just a blink of an eye, Beqi didn't have time to stop this abnormal change, the wound on his chest had healed, and his skin was smooth as if he had not been injured.
When Beg woke up from this wonderful realization, his severed arm had also miraculously grown a section, and now only the part below the elbow did not recover, and from the elbow to the shoulder, half of the arm had grown in just a few breaths. And the strength of this newborn arm is a little stronger than his intact arm. Pure ** power, without the slightest aura bonus, is the pure ** power enhanced.
Taking a breath of cool air, Bei Qi looked up at the sky, he seemed to vaguely understand what was going on with the exercises cultivated by the human race.
Just as he was in a trance, a hunchbacked old man in ragged clothes, carrying a bamboo basket full of worthless ordinary herbs and carrying a sickle in his hand, was walking crookedly along the main road. The old man's hunchback was very powerful, the meat ball on his back was almost the same as the hump, his eyes could only stare at the ground, his line of sight could not even look straight ahead, he could only see the ground three or five steps in front of him.
Old, thin, hunchbacked, the old man's gray-brown skin was covered with age spots, this was an old man who was not far from death in his last years. He walked slowly down the avenue, humming a song with an extremely simple tune that felt extremely ancient. The trembling song came out with the wind, alarming Beqi, who was sitting on the ground in a daze.
Glancing at the old man with a huge bamboo basket on his back, Beg sighed softly. He seemed to have found a more magical technique than the Dragon Transformation Sutra, at least the Dragon Transformation Sutra could not make Beggar's broken arm give birth in such a short period of time. In just a moment, Beqi had already calculated that if someone could control the infinite vitality of this purple sè, then when he stood on the ground, his body would never be destroyed.
"Just like the earth giants in Western mythology, as long as you stand on the ground with your feet, you have infinite power!"
The hunchbacked old man walked tremblingly past Beggar's side, he seemed to have a sore waist, and after walking a few steps beside Beggar, he stood down, pressed his hands on his waist and hammered hard. Coughing a few times, the old man turned his head to Beqi and sighed: "I'm old, it's useless, when I was young, people said that I could walk with the mountain on my shoulder, and now I'm really old!"
Don't beg was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this old man to open his mouth to talk to him, he showed a smile, and said to the old man seriously: "You are so old, why are you still going out and running?
The sun hung high overhead, and the scorching sun was shining from high in the sky, and the hunchbacked old man was covered in sweat, beads of sweat dripping down his chin, splashing a few small water marks on the dry dirt road. The old man snorted and panted, shook his head and sighed: "If the descendants are not angry, where can they stop? ”
With a soft sigh, the old man shook his head and walked on.
Beg looked at the old man silently and shook his head.
Standing up, Beqi was about to continue his march towards Beiming, when suddenly there was a thunderous hoof sound behind him.
The sound of hooves was still far away at first, but after a short time, it quickly approached, and in just two breaths, the sound of hooves was at least ten miles closer. Don't look back in shock, just to see a group of wolf-like knights, riding a kind of buffalo-shaped horse, but the whole body is green sè scale armor, giving birth to two pairs of sharp horns, this xìng like the wind of the strange beast galloped along the road.
There were more than a thousand knights in total, all of them wearing heavy Kai scale armor, and their faces were covered by thick metal masks, and not even a trace of skin and flesh were exposed all over their bodies. On both sides of the saddle of the giant bull mount, which is more than two feet long, hangs a weapon pouch made of leather, and an eight-foot dragon halberd of Kiyochi Sè is inserted in it. In the hands of the knight in the lead, on a flagpole three feet long, a bloody banner was flying in the air.
The pedestrians and vehicles on the main road retreated in horror to both sides of the road, lest they block the path of the knights and suffer an unwarranted disaster.
But the hunchbacked old man had poor vision, and his hearing seemed to be a little problematic, and he twisted his head blankly to look around, but where could he see anything wrong? He only knew by the vibration under his feet that something terrible was approaching.
"Dead old man, get out!"
The cavalry rushed in front of the old man, and the knight who led the team waved a long whip made of the thick tendons of a child's fist and whipped it at the old man. The long whip made a sharp sound in the air, like a poisonous snake, and slashed at the old man with his head and face.
The pedestrians around exclaimed, this whip is drawn, even the stone will be pulled open a crack, let alone this old man?
Don't brow, his body shook again and again, and he rushed to the old man with a few afterimages, grabbed the old man's belt with one hand, and rolled towards the side of the road with the old man. The snake-like whip grazed Beggar's body, tearing the sackcloth from his shoulders to shreds.
"Hmph, hide very fast!" the cavalry leader snorted heavily, and he didn't stop pestering Beggar, and continued to gallop with a large group of men and horses.
Beg rolled to the side of the road with the old man in his arms and shook his head in embarrassment. He didn't use any mana spells, but just relied on the powerful ** power to make this set of actions, so he was a little embarrassed when he dodged.
The hunchbacked old man coughed violently, he rolled his eyes, and sighed: "The world is not ancient, and one generation is not as good as the next." Where was there such a thing of disrespect for the elderly in the past? Now, it's good, I'm only one step away from death, can't I have a good death?"
Beg shook his head, he avoided the gaze of passers-by, took out a few silver ingots and stuffed them into the old man's hand, and then turned around and left without saying a word.
The old man suddenly made a move and grabbed Bebeg's sleeve.